That day, the island of Vulcano felt suspended between sea and sky.
A gentle breeze brushed over the dark rocks,
and nature stood still — witness to something greater.

There, at the top of the world, Nikki walked like a queen.
Her white gown gleamed against the raw, volcanic earth,
while Giuseppe watched her with a smile that said it all — 
the kind that says, “Yes, it’s you. It’s always been you”.

Behind them, the landscape looked like a painting:
the deep blue sea, the wild silhouettes of the Aeolian Islands,
and that distant rock pointing toward the direction of their future.

No words were needed.
Only the sound of the sea,
the warmth of the sun,
and two hearts choosing to walk together — 
even here, where the land is rough and breathtaking,
just like life itself.